In the dark land they bide, the vengeful knights of the razor.  Their deadly coil they grasp:  yea, and therein they lead to Erebus whatsoever wight hath done a deed of blood for I will on nowise suffer it even so saith the Lord.

So they started talking about capital punishment and of course Bloom comes out with the why and the wherefore and all the codology of the business and the old dog smelling him all the time I’m told those jewies does have a sort of a queer odour coming off them for dogs about I don’t know what all deterrent effect and so forth and so on.

—­There’s one thing it hasn’t a deterrent effect on, says Alf.

—­What’s that? says Joe.

—­The poor bugger’s tool that’s being hanged, says Alf.

—­That so? says Joe.

—­God’s truth, says Alf.  I heard that from the head warder that was in

Kilmainham when they hanged Joe Brady, the invincible.  He told me when they cut him down after the drop it was standing up in their faces like a poker.

—­Ruling passion strong in death, says Joe, as someone said.

—­That can be explained by science, says Bloom.  It’s only a natural phenomenon, don’t you see, because on account of the ...

And then he starts with his jawbreakers about phenomenon and science and this phenomenon and the other phenomenon.

The distinguished scientist Herr Professor Luitpold Blumenduft tendered medical evidence to the effect that the instantaneous fracture of the cervical vertebrae and consequent scission of the spinal cord would, according to the best approved tradition of medical science, be calculated to inevitably produce in the human subject a violent ganglionic stimulus of the nerve centres of the genital apparatus, thereby causing the elastic pores of the corpora CAVERNOSA to rapidly dilate in such a way as to instantaneously facilitate the flow of blood to that part of the human anatomy known as the penis or male organ resulting in the phenomenon which has been denominated by the faculty a morbid upwards and outwards philoprogenitive erection in ARTICULO Mortis per DIMINUTIONEM CAPITIS.

So of course the citizen was only waiting for the wink of the word and he starts gassing out of him about the invincibles and the old guard and the men of sixtyseven and who fears to speak of ninetyeight and Joe with him about all the fellows that were hanged, drawn and transported for the cause by drumhead courtmartial and a new Ireland and new this, that and the other.  Talking about new Ireland he ought to go and get a new dog so he ought.  Mangy ravenous brute sniffing and sneezing all round the place and scratching his scabs.  And round he goes to Bob Doran that was standing Alf a half one sucking up for what he could get.  So of course Bob Doran starts doing the bloody fool with him: 

—­Give us the paw!  Give the paw, doggy!  Good old doggy!  Give the paw here!  Give us the paw!